millenium of solitary confinement

there are so many ways to connect with people now.

so many ways.

social networking, cell phones, email, instant message, text messaging, airplanes, cars, trains, telephones, television, webcams, personals sites, pen and fucking paper.

so many ways.

so many ways of fucking connecting with other human beings...

and none of them work.

none of them.

no matter what you do...you can't get in.

my new business venture

im gonna open a bar called "Depressed Bar". serving only diet ginger ale & playing music like Patty Griffin, Lisa Loeb, & Tori Amos at moderate volumes. only slow dancing allowed, no cologne/jewelry/makeup/glitter/sunglasses/anything shiny. all outfits must be hand-me-downs or from low-cost retailers, and anyone who talks too loud or makes sudden movements will be escorted out.